If we burn } Finnick Odair

Chapter 12 ~let the plans begin~

Daphnes pov

Finnick and I head for breakfast. Same thing as usual but at least it's easier to eat than the first day.

"Ready to wedding plan?" "You bet." "When is the wedding anyway?" Prim asks. "We have no idea. They want to do it before the war and we still don't have a clue when that will be." "I think this wedding is going to be divine. I mean how long have you two been in love again? Eight years? It's very generous of Thirteen to let you both get married just in case something happens during the war it's best you guys finally become official."

I know Effie meant no harm by what she said but a part of it went all through me the wrong way. In case something happens? Finnick and I have been so caught up in our plans after the war we're not guaranteed to even make it through the war. So many things could happen. I could die. He could die. I do know one thing. If Finnick dies you better not expect to see me live. Because if he dies I die. "Til death do us part" isn't that the thing they say at weddings? Even though this fake wedding isn't official the rules still count.

Finnick brushes his hand against mine making me glance at him. He gives me an "are you okay?" Kind of look. I nod.

After breakfast Finnick and I go see Coin to discuss the wedding plans. "We're setting the wedding a week before the war." She says. I love how they get to choose when two people marry. "We need to discuss traditions first what all is involved for a proper District 4 wedding." Finnick and I exchange settle glances. "Well we told you instead of saltwater on our lips we'd rather use regular water. It's how the people in my family have always married." I say. "There's a song in District 4 used for wedding dances. In District 4 it's commonly sung by children. However considering Prim is the youngest child here it doesn't matter how its sung." Finnick adds. "We use apple cider for the toast." Coin nods writing all of this down. "The food is all seafood."

"What about the cake?"

"I had an idea about that." She looks up. "Why don't we let Peeta make it?" "It has to depend on how stable Peeta is." "He's been doing better as it is. When a person loses their memory it's common for them to have to tap into old hobbies to build back some of their memory." She hesitates. It's clear by her body language she knows I'm right but doesn't want to admit to it. "Alright. Peeta's in charge of the cake." "He can decorate it however he wants even though he's hijacked we know he'll know what to do when it's in front of him." "What flavors?" "Chocolate and Vanilla." She nods writing it down. "We'll have you guys back tomorrow to discuss decor." We nod thanking her before we leave the room. "I should've just let you talk to her that was good." Finnick says. "Thank you."

Finnick's pov

Daphne's really good at stuff like this. She should really be the one over wedding planning. Maybe it's just a girl thing. I don't know I think for Katniss and Peeta's fake wedding he did most of the planning. "We have a minute until our schedule starts wanna see Johanna real quick?" I ask. "Sure." She nods. We go to the hospital real quick. "Hey Jo." "Hey D Hey shellfish." The way that nickname rolls off her tongue as if she doesn't even know my actual name. Sometimes I really wonder if she does.

"Katniss is my new neighbor if you two haven't heard." "What why is Katniss here?" "She got shot in two but she's fine. The bullet didn't even touch her. She just has some bruised ribs and a bruised lung. Told her I was shocked they haven't sought out for a new one. I offered her one of mine." "Jo no you didn't" "I did. I'm sick of being fake around her. Someones gotta humble her at some point." We laugh rolling our eyes at our friend.

"So how'd wedding planning go?" "Daphne really needs to be over the whole thing. She's the one who really knows what she's doing." "Aw poor shellfish I hate you're having such a hard time. I know weddings must be stressful."